Peddling In Coronaville…
5am on Saturday morning. I sit alone in the quiet and calm of our rental house in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
5am on Saturday morning. I sit alone in the quiet and calm of our rental house in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Time to roll up our collective sleeves. We need to all get involved in the Georgia Senate runoff if we want to see things improve in America.
No politics. No I see dead people. No depressing Coronaville gossip. Just a few light and breezy recommendations.
The holidays are approaching and since the United Stares Postal Service has issues thanks to the onerous Agent Orange, I thought I should mail my list to Santa very early […]
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands👏🏻 If you are…don’t read this post.
I I feel as if I am preparing myself to bungee jump off of a towering building every time I go to the grocery store.